I hated loving you
Yet why aren’t I happy...

As I lie here dying on my bed
My wrists are tingling, and dripping red...

Your words had cut through me like never before
As I was lying so numb on this cold bed room floor...

I stand out side in the pouring rain
turn my back when you scream my name...

So many lies that never ended
broken hearts were left unmended...

I write on the walls with blood so red
“Do you love me now that I am dead...

Don't tell me you're gonna love me, if it's...
don't tell me you'll call me back, if I hardly...

Not really a poem really.. more of a story...
The hate begins to crawl beneath her skin. That's...

Caught up and can't catch her breath
eternally lying her self to death...

I cry each night
And try to live...

Clenched against this wall again
still keeping my eyes closed tight...

Blood drips from my wrists as I hang from the...
I pray it will hold - it's becoming so loose...